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And Then There Were Two

Friday, December 19, 2014

As silly as it is, when every one of my boys moved out (and the oldest two sons moved out a couple times before it was a "final" move), I felt some sadness. And they were all in their late 20's before that final move. I had nothing to feel sad about, and yet change is always hard.

Chris, my youngest, attempted a move to a College Frat House on campus when he started college in 2004. It was only a few miles from our house, but he only spent one night there, then the next night night he returned home, and never went back to the Frat. He has just always been happiest here at home. He has a great set up, a basement that he took over when his older brother moved out clear back in 1997. When older brother moved back (it was one of those temporary moves) he had to live in one of the upstairs bedrooms that were vacant because Chris was not giving up "his" basement. He has a bedroom, a huge family room, and a private bath downstairs. We put in new carpet about nine years ago and bought some leather furniture, as well as a new bed and mattress set around the same time. The laundry room is downstairs, and for many years Chris took over laundry duty because it was so difficult for me to maneuver the stairs when I was morbidly obese. But after my weight loss, I started doing Du's and my laundry, for the most part. It's kind of a tag-team effort now, when I take my wash downstairs, if there is wash of his to be done, or perhaps still in the washer or dryer, I finish it off for him. Sometimes when I bring my laundry basket downstairs, Chris will haul it on down and finish it before I have a chance to even get downstairs. Neither of us does ALL the laundry, and it works out fine. After raising three boys and working full-time and having a humongous pile of laundry to do every weekend that was sometimes overwhelming, a small basket of Du's and my dirty clothes which I usually do about twice a week, takes no time at all. In fact, I kind of enjoy it!

But now, after over 42 years of having at least one son living with Du & I, we are about to become empty nesters. We've only been married 44 years, so for most of that time we've had kids around the house, or I should say at this point, adults living at home with us. Chris has acted like an adult for years, long before he even turned 18. He is neater than his older brothers were (or even me) and likes to keep the house tidy when he is around. He helps me prepare meals and clean up afterwards (when he is home), he runs and empties the dishwasher, he helps me clean cupboards, pantries and the refrigerator. He also helps his dad out with the lawn, mowing, trimming bushes, and cutting down and burning all the trees that have died around our acreage. We like having him around, and so it is difficult to tell him "Good Bye." But he has bought a house, which he is set to close on in mid-January. Chris will be 29 in February, and he recently met a girl, which I'm sure instigated this purchase.

Chris has been working for the Railroad for the last three and a half years, and has put away a lot of money. He has looked periodically during this time at possible houses to purchase, but always with the idea that he would rent them out, it would be an investment, and he would continue to live with us. But now, his life has changed. He spends almost all his time with Ashley when he's not working, we don't see him much, and he is ready to make this big move in his life. It is time. I realize that in my head, but in my heart I will miss him so much. I have always been torn, especially so since Du was diagnosed with cancer almost two years ago, about Chris finding a new girlfriend. He dated a girl for over three years back in the mid 2000's, and when she broke up with him, he was completely heartbroken. He thought he would never find another girl to take her place, and it did take a while, but Ashley might be the real thing--who knows? It's been just a short time that they've been dating, but it's quickly turning serious. And I know that is a good thing. This young man deserves happiness in his life and I know he hasn't truly been happy since breaking up with the first love of his life. Still I know Du & I will both miss having Chris around. I want Chris to be happy, and yet I will miss him. He has agreed to leave Juno, his Bulldog, with his dad & I, Thank God! We love our Bully and would be devastated to lose both Chris and Juno!! She is Chris's dog, he paid for her and she is devoted to him. But he is gone for days at a time for his job, so she really needs to stay with us. I am home all day with her and we have grown quite attached, even though Juno's real love is Chris. I told him he would need to come visit her often. He will only be a few miles away, it's not like he's moving across the country. And yet, he is moving out of my home, and this affirms the fact that he is all grown up. Whether I like it or not, change is happening.

And this is a major change. Neither Duane nor I deal well with change. We like the status quo, and yet Chris's moving out clears the way for us to sell our acreage and find a smaller place to live, one that will not require so much caretaking, as Du won't be capable of so much work forever. Downsizing is scary, we have so much stuff. We had so much stuff that Du had a large shed built a few yeas ago for more storage space. Moving to a smaller place will require much culling, organization and perhaps even a sale/auction. The thought of all this scares us both to death, but I'm afraid it's time to deal with this. Change is in the air. It's not easy, but together, we can do it. That's what I told Duane at least. But always the thought in the back of my head is, "But how will I deal with these changes when I am all alone?" How indeed???

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KSNANA2 12/20/2014 11:04AM

    DH and I have been married 44 years also, and still live in the house we raised our girls in. I love this home! But it is time to downsize and get a ranch with wide doorways, etc. Prepare for the future. I am trying to go through things and paint rooms. It is hard and I am having trouble giving things up. Good luck on yours! I will be thinking of you!

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LINDAK25 12/19/2014 10:18PM

    Change is hard, but it can be a good thing, too. I would love to downsize, but my husband isn't ready yet. Now is a good time to go through your things. Oh, boy, you really are going to miss Chris! At least he'll be close by.

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MEWHENRYSMAMA 12/19/2014 8:06PM

    P.S. Love the pictures! Post an update of Juno soon!

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MEWHENRYSMAMA 12/19/2014 8:04PM

    I hate change, too! I like routine and dependability....but life is not like that! I guess then when life "goes for it" and brings on the change we just have to look at the positive and ave faith when things settle back to normal it is just as good or better!
I, too, am happy your son is going for the change and fou d someone who at least gives him hope there really can be love after heartbreak! It is wonderful he is only miles away! And you keep Juno...yeah! I think your idea of downsizing now is great! You have Du to be involved and your son seems to know the housing market! My Mom is discussing doing this, too, and she, like you is overwhelmed as she is alone! But she is talking about keeping only what she wants and bringing in a seller to do the rest, she knows many who have done it with great success. You and Du would have the joy of doing this together and he could be a part of this! Try doing it on paper first...with lists of what to keep, sell,etc. The way you do this is at your speed, one step at a time...the way you lost all your weight!
Thoughts and prayers coming your way.

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KERRYG155 12/19/2014 6:56PM

    I agree it's kind of nice to have one kid still home to help out a bit. Wish mine was as neat as yours! It would be really hard to go through everything and move but I do think about it. Hope you can figure it all out-it's a huge decision. I do know you'll miss him when he closes on that house. Maybe you can downsize some stuff to his new house.

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LUCYCAN7 12/19/2014 4:05PM

  I agree Pam it is time to downsize do it now it will be a lot easier on you I am
sure Du agrees with you.You will never be alone Pam,trust me.You can call
me anytime email anytime.Hugs and prayers! emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon

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PRESBESS 12/19/2014 2:14PM

    Change is scary for almost all of us, whether we admit it or not. Sometimes we kick and scream against it, but, after having made it through, we see it was the best thing to do. I was recently thinking about the same thing as it pertains to my son. We still have some time to go before the official "move out", but I know it's coming. I hope Chris's new relationship is most fulfilling for both him and her new girlfriend. It's a good thing... a real good thing.

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HAPPYSOUL91 12/19/2014 1:34PM

    But you are not alone at the moment and this is the best time to get it all done. Please don't let your son feel responsible for you both, this will stop his happiness and getting his life together. You really do need mentally to cut the ties.

On the bright side, this is a wonderful time to downside whether it if just for you or you both, you sure don't need the house and land today like when your boys were little. If you don't think you can do it, call in a professional auctioneer and let them handle the entire project.

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Five Years of Healthy Living!

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Five Years Ago Today….I sat in my car in the doctor’s parking lot, sobbing at my steering wheel, not sure what to do next. He had just told me that my EKG seemed to show I’d already had a heart attack. I was 58 years old, over 300 pounds, and completely out of shape. The reason I went to the doctor that day was because any movement at all got my heart racing. I would walk 10 steps to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and upon returning to the recliner where I slept most of the night, my heart would be racing. I knew that wasn’t a good sign. I had gotten to the point where I tried to avoid walking at all. Even going out to eat (a favorite activity of mine), had to be limited to places where parking lots allowed you to park right outside the door. Any other activities that I had enjoyed in the past, had become prohibitive because my mobility was so limited.

Subsequent cardiac tests showed that I had NOT had a heart attack (YET!) and no damage had been done (YET!) I knew, however, it was just a matter of time. My maternal grandmother had a stroke at the young age of 62, and died. My sweet Mom who had changed her lifestyle, quitting smoking and losing weight, and began an exercise program late in life, died at the age of 65 of a sudden heart attack. I was less than a month away from turning 59, little more than a year from 60 and I had compromised my health seriously by over-eating. Constant over-eating coupled with very little movement does not lead to a good result. My life revolved around food. I never allowed myself to get hungry, because I was constantly stuffing some snack in my mouth. I realize now I wasn’t even really enjoying food all that much, because I never allowed myself to have an appetite. I was always satiated and stuffed. I can’t tell you how long it’s been since I experienced that “stuffed” feeling. And I don’t miss it a bit.

That day, in my car, I resolved that I was never going to go through this again, this feeling of complete humiliation, because all of my health problems were a direct result of my lack of self-control when it came to eating. I had only myself to blame. And that felt awful. I hated going to the doctor, where I begged the nurse NOT to weigh me. Sometimes she would skip the scale but usually she made me stop and stand on that mean, unforgiving machine that seemed to be the measure of how out of control my life was. The last time I had been to see the doctor was in July of 2009. A year or so later (well into my weight loss), I had my doctor check his records to see how much I weighed that day….328 pounds. I believe that was my all-time high weight. I didn’t own a scale, besides few scales go past 300 pounds anyway, and I sure had no interest in knowing how much I actually weighed. By the time I made my way back to his office in December of 2009 to get my racing heart symptom checked, I had dropped to 305 pounds, a result of giving up sugared soda after the summer appointment. I drank a lot of Pepsi! I had made no other changes in my eating or lifestyle, so it was just that POP that led to my initial 23-pound loss.

But on Dec. 14, 2009, I changed completely. I started slowly, but I ended up making choices that would lead to a total weight loss of 178 pounds! Five years later, I am a result of that change. My heart no longer races after minimal activity, in fact I can walk for miles. My blood pressure is normal without any meds (I used to be on five scrips, none of which controlled my BP very well), my blood sugar no longer is in the “danger” pre-diabetic area, and I can still walk. As badly as my knees hurt today even at 150 lbs., I often wonder if I would still be able to walk at all if I had not lost weight. I still need knee replacement surgery, but now that I am at a normal weight, it can wait a few years. I have heard from others who sought similar surgery, doctors are not willing to perform elective surgery like that on morbidly obese patients anyway, so I probably would be in a wheelchair if I was still over 300 pounds.

I am no longer digging my own grave with my spoon (as my father so elegantly described an aunt of his who had died many years ago). Dad was never critical of my weight, even though he himself had gotten healthy after he retired at the age of 60. He knew, as I do, there is nothing another person can say or do to motivate someone else to change their lifestyle, to lose weight, to get healthy, other than to lead by example. Everyone has to come to that decision on their own. But sometimes a health scare will lead us in that direction, as it did for me.

My world has changed. I go places and do things that I had completely shut myself off from for so many years. I attend concerts, shows, games, and participate fully in my grandchildren’s lives. We went to an amusement park with them two summers in a row, and I was able to walk all day and ride every ride with them. I can babysit for them, and although it exhausts me, we all have fun and the next time I am asked, I am ready to do it again. Sometimes I even volunteer to have the kids spend the night. I host holiday dinners, doing most of the preparing, cleaning and cooking, as well as the clean-up. I substitute teach. I enjoy life. I have regained my self-confidence and no longer am self-loathing. I enjoy shopping at all the malls, buying pretty new clothes. My joyfulness at being a normal weight is ever present. That is because I will never forget where I have come from. I will never forgot those 30 plus years of morbid obesity, where I hated myself and was embarrassed by what I had allowed myself to become. Even today, more than three years since I hit my goal weight, when I pass a mirror I enjoy seeing my reflection. I never looked in a mirror before. I hated what I saw. I like myself now. I am proud of what I did and I think that shows more than in just my changed body. My spirit and personality are different now too.

I was 60 years old when I hit my goal weight back in April of 2011. I am here to tell you, it’s never too late to change your life. I am living finally! Really living! Yes, it’s hard work, as evidenced by my 32-pound regain earlier this year. But I reversed that trend, lost the weight and am happily back in the 150’s, below my 160-pound goal weight, and it’s where I intend to stay. I won’t tell you it doesn’t require constant vigilance and effort. You have to stay determined, but just do it a day at a time. You can do anything for ONE day! And I have been practicing this new lifestyle for 1,826 days now and I have no intention of ever giving up!

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LINDAK25 12/15/2014 12:19PM

    Happy Anniversary!

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KANOE10 12/15/2014 9:04AM

    What an inspirational blog. You are doing wonderful and have established a healthy life. You are a strong person.


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KSNANA2 12/14/2014 11:14PM

    You look really beautiful now Pam! Love the recent photo!

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LISA01605 12/14/2014 8:59PM

    You are in inspiration to me!! You should be proud of all you have accomplished. Maintaining is just as difficult as losing, maybe more so. You are doing great!

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KERRYG155 12/14/2014 8:13PM

    You've achieved a lot and have a lot to be proud of! Keep up the good work and keep on enjoying life!

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PRESBESS 12/14/2014 8:01PM

    Keep up the good work. You look great!

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DIANNEMT 12/14/2014 3:54PM

    You are one of my role models--in weight loss and in living every day to the fullest. You have REALLY come so far and I hope that you have NO medical issues in your future. (My mom did get her knees replaced--she is much more active now!)

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KATRINAKAT23 12/14/2014 3:44PM

  I so admire you and your accomplishments. I hope I too can accomplish the same weight loss goals.

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FORMYDARLINGS 12/14/2014 3:33PM

    Pam. As always your eloquence makes this story like a fairy tale. You are the princess who found the magic. But in tour case, it is all REAL. I aspire to follow in your footsteps and find it ironic that today is also the day I decided to make a renewed attempt at becoming the person I know is inside me. Thank you for this blog and sharing with us. It has inspired me today to continue 1 day at a time. I can do anything for 1 day, you said it!

Love ya,

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NANA2JONEMIMAT 12/14/2014 3:33PM

    It's never too late to start a healthy life style change.
Congrats on all you have achieved.

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MEWHENRYSMAMA 12/14/2014 12:48PM

    You are the epitome of a true success story...pure inspiration! I have lived much of it myself, and so understand! I have lost a bit over 100 and still have more to go, but I will get there!
You hit it on the head when you said, YOU CAN DO ANYTHING FOR ONE DAY!!!
Continued success in your maintenance an future!

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LUCYCAN7 12/14/2014 12:39PM

  emoticon Pam,very inspirational.Thanks so much for sharing.Hope
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Happy Birthday Darrell!

Friday, December 12, 2014

Wednesday, my friend Ann, who lost her husband in February of 2013 (the week Duane got his Stage 4 Cancer diagnosis--so his death really hit us hard), from lung cancer, messaged me on Facebook, asking if I waned to go to lunch Thursday. "Sure!" I quickly responded.

We met at 11:30 at HuHot, a Mongolian Buffet/Grill. I was thrilled to see they had little business cards on the table with different food and sauce combinations, and there were about eight different cards that had recipes that were 400 calories or less. I had done some research on Mongolian Grill-type restaurants in the past and knew if you don't get too many noodles, concentrate on the veggies, and avoid the OILy sauces, you can do okay. So that is what I've always done, although I haven't been there in a very long time. I managed just fine eating-wise yesterday, and Ann and I had a nice talk.

The first thing she told me when we sat down was that it was Darrell's (her late husband's) birthday. She said, "I'm using you to help me get through this day." I grabbed her hand and apologized, I didn't even realize it was his birthday yesterday. I know she is still hurting badly, and I don't know that it's getting any better. I have read so much on grieving and how everybody grieves in their own way, no one can tell you how to grieve or how long to grieve. Whatever you experience and go through is okay, and you don't have to apologize to anyone. I just try to be there for her. But it turns out, she is also there for me!

What a good friend! She listened to me and I listened to her and we cried and commiserated about loving our husbands and talked about how hard it is to lose them. It's like they are part of you. You can't imagine life without them, and she is living that reality. A hundred times a day I think of doing something with Duane, and realize how much Ann wishes she could still be with her Darrell. When I don't want to get out of bed with Duane in the morning before he goes to work, I think about how much Ann wishes she could see Darrell off to work every day. That gets me going! Ann guides me, whether she knows it or not. I know I will use her as a sounding board and a resource to guide me on the path of widowhood when I am facing that reality.

It also scared me a little to hear how much she is still hurting, 22 months after he passed away. She didn't get much time to get used to the idea of losing Darrell. He was diagnosed with Stage 4 Lung Cancer in late October and four months later he was gone. Even then, it was a shock, because he had the tumor removed after chemo and radiation, and the cancer was gone, at least temporarily. They thought they had bought some more time. But he was so weakened from the treatment, he never recovered after the surgery. And if you think this was a guy who abused his health, let me tell you, yes, he smoked. But he had quit smoking over 35 years earlier when Ann was pregnant with their daughter. He wasn't heavy, he bowled regularly and took good care of himself. He was also a wonderful guy. I remember at one of their kid's wedding dances years ago, I of course weighed over 300 pounds. I was never asked to dance by anyone other than Du, and believe me, we didn't dance much. But Darrell didn't care about my weight and he asked me to dance. That's the kind of guy he was. He didn't judge people by their outside appearances, and I will always remember that about him.

Ann told me she had already been to Darrell's gravesite twice yesterday before we met for lunch at 11:30. TWICE! She is obviously still in great pain and that scares me. She told me she visits him there often, he is buried very close to where she lives. To think that 22 months later I'm still going to be hurting so much, but I know I will be. And probably for much longer than that. How do you ever get used to losing your other half? I have read much on grieving, and something that stuck with me is this, "You might 'get over it,' but you are never again the same." Ann's kids are good to her, but she still is alone a great deal. She continues to work three days a week just to fill her hours. I don't want my life to become just something where I'm trying to make the time pass. I want to be happy. She told me she is not UNhappy, but she isn't happy either.

I emailed my oldest son yesterday about a variety of things, including our family plans for Christmas this year. I talked to him about how important Christmas Eve is to me. Since I was a child, it's just been a magical day to me. I know it's not really the holiday, but I asked my son to make sure that I am never alone on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day. I know you shouldn't have to ask, but with boys you never know how thoughtful they will be about their old lonely mother.

Ann was planning on meeting several of her children and their spouses last night at her and Darrell's favorite Mexican restaurant, where they were going to have a Margarita and toast dear Darrell and wish him Happy Birthday. Let me add my wishes to theirs, Darrell. Happy Birthday in Heaven Old Friend!

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KANOE10 12/13/2014 8:14AM

    I am glad you and your friend can support each other. Hugs to you both. Enjoy your holidays with your precious family.


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LINDAK25 12/12/2014 9:43PM

    My friend Kathy, who lost her husband to cancer, too, told me that you never get over it. This, too, becomes a part of who you are. Something you eventually accept and and then continue moving forward. I can only imagine, though.

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LJCANNON 12/12/2014 9:05PM

    emoticon I will add Ann to my prayers. I am glad that you have each other for the Fellow's as well as the Support that is so important on Any Journey.

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LUCYCAN7 12/12/2014 7:39PM

  God always pulls us thru some way,Pam.Hugs and Blessings! emoticon emoticon emoticon emoticon

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MEWHENRYSMAMA 12/12/2014 7:17PM

    I am glad you have an understanding friend for support. I am not surprised she still misses and grieves for her beloved husband! To lose someone of that significance is as you quoted you are never the same again, but you will adjust, you do not have to be endlessly lonely or unhappy. You will develop a new normal. You can surround yourself with family, friends, pets, etc that will help see you through! Good for you for expressing your needs do not have to be alone Christmas eve or day! Let people know how they will be able to help you. It might help you to see a therapist, and join a group of others who are dealing with loss and grief! I know the thought of being without your beloved Du is just unthinkable! But know your time will come to join him just need to finish your journey.
Sending thoughts and prayers, love & hugs,

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KERRYG155 12/12/2014 6:10PM

    I'm glad you were able to be there with her though I know it was hard. We had a funeral for a church member Wednesday and all I could think was how Linda was going to live without him there and then how would I survive without my husband who has diabetes, copd, plus the one stent. It IS a scary thing to think about.

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Family Christmas Dinner

Tuesday, December 09, 2014

Sunday night I hosted my brother and his extended family, as well as my own family, for a holiday dinner. It was a full house, there was 18 of us. It's amazing to think about how it all started with just my brother and I! It is a tradition my niece started five years ago. We took turns hosting it for the first four years, then last year, we just stopped. Nobody stepped up to offer to host the dinner, and I was disappointed. So even though it wasn't really my turn, I decided since I had gotten the house all decorated for Christmas early this year and was done with that MESS, I could host the dinner.

I spent last week trying to do some deep cleaning, making lists, shopping at the grocery store, and thawing ham and turkey, while Du spent too much time outside decorating. I hate to see him climbing ladders, and up on roofs, as a fall would be awful anytime, but with the cancer in his bones, it would be a real disaster for him. But he was careful and the house looks beautiful. Five-year-old granddaughter Amber proclaimed as she drove up in the car with her family and saw all the outside Christmas lights and decorations, "This house is spectacular!"

Others brought dessert: a pudding cake, homemade cookies and an apple pie. (I had requested they bring dessert, so I wouldn't have to deal with those leftovers.) I had one cookie, and a small piece of cake and half a slice of pie. None of it was that great and later I thought to myself, "Why did I waste calories on dessert?" I guess I've lost my taste for that kind of thing. I did have small portions of two sweet fruit salads and some sweet potatoes, which I thoroughly enjoyed.

My brother is about three years older than I am, has two grown daughters and one adored granddaughter, who will turn 6 next week. Brother had some problems with alcohol in his youth, but stopped drinking entirely almost 30 years ago. He smoked, but quit that at least 25 years ago. His weight fluctuated over the years, and after quitting his other vices, he got heavier than he wanted to be (never as heavy as I was), and changed his lifestyle over 20 years ago. He eats right, works out, rides a bike long distances and walks his beloved Gordy every single day. A few months ago I was checking out at the local grocery store and a little old man behind me said, "Well Hello Pam!" It was my brother. I didn't even recognize him for a minute. He really is a little guy, never very tall but also quite thin, which to me is a compliment. I tell my brother's history to point out that even though he wasn't always perfect in his lifestyle choices, he figured it out, and is self-disciplined enough to stick to his choices every single day of his life. As all weight-loss maintainers know, sticking by those good choices over the long run is the real challenge.

A few pictures of my decorated house and the festivities.

It was a lovely evening with family. I know my parents would appreciate my brother and I and our families celebrating Christmas together with a nice dinner every year. I only have one sibling, and my brother lives fairly close to me. But I seldom see him during the year. I have no excuse for that, we were just never very close, but I'm glad we see each other at Christmastime. And if Du was up for it in years to come, I would be glad to host this family dinner every year. If Du felt good enough, I would do just about anything. Now I'm trying to make bargains with higher powers. There isn't much I wouldn't do or give up if it would mean Du could keep feeling okay. It scares me to see it slipping away. I spent yesterday calling and contacting Du's doctors, trying to find out how to proceed as his PSA levels continue to rise. At CTCA (Cancer Centers of America), they took care of him, they had a plan. Now we are on our own, trying to navigate these strange and scary waters and sometimes I feel like we don't even have a paddle. His Oncologist is not aggressive and always wants to wait. He doesn't want to see Duane any oftener than every six months, which when you have terminal cancer doesn't seem like it's very observant care. We are the ones who noticed this latest PSA showed a continued upward trend, and had to suggest to both his Urologist and Oncologist that perhaps it was time to consider adding some other drugs. It's scary to think that we are the ones making these decisions, or at least having to push for the doctors to consider these choices. What do we know? There's no Dr. Welby's out there anymore, that's for sure. I'm waiting for a return call today from the Oncologist's office, after his nurse consults with him about the possible addition of these new terribly expensive drugs. Wish us luck!

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LINDAK25 12/10/2014 3:03PM

    What a lovely Christmas tradition. Being with your loved ones at the holidays makes it so special.

You really do have to be your own advocate nowadays, when it comes to medical care. You are in my thoughts and prayers, Pam.

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KERRYG155 12/9/2014 3:17PM

    Glad you had a great get-together with your brother. I'm sorry your doctor doesn't seem to keep track of his patients and their records. I think too many doctors are like that-why do they act surprised when you mention something you were in for a few months ago and is written right there in your record?? It's so frustrating and even worse for you. Hopefully you and the doctors can make good decisions-he could be right that less is better but who knows?. emoticon

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KANOE10 12/9/2014 3:01PM

    Sending you warm hugs. It is difficult to navigate in the unknown waters. Good for you being observant and talking to the doctors. It sounded like a lovely Xmas dinner.


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MEWHENRYSMAMA 12/9/2014 2:28PM

    It is all "spectacular"! How great of you to pick up the tradition and make it happen!
And you did great with your eating...I do the same with why did I bother it wasn't that good...think we just havevto learn from it!
My sister, who is an RN, says all the time you have to be your own advocate today where medical is concerned! And I know this is true for myself and my husband! It is very disheartening! But try to view it as you can take control! Is there no way to still work with CTCA? I know it seems endless trying to work with all these specialists and keep on top of it all!
Keeping you in my thoughts and prayers.

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KSNANA2 12/9/2014 10:40AM

    It is sad how you are having to fight to get the help Du needs and deserves. So sorry.

It is great that you hold the extended family together. I think it is good for the cousins to see each other as often as possible. The holidays are a good time to see family and friends we do not get to see other times of the year.

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LUCYCAN7 12/9/2014 9:47AM

  Will continue praying Pam please keep the faith.Glad to hear your family got
together for the holidays,it is better not to have regrets.Beautiful tree and
decorations,love all of the snowmen.Thanks for sharing.Hugs and Blessings! emoticon

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RITAROSE 12/9/2014 9:24AM

  Lovely pics! Sounds like time well spent with family! Glad you worked to continue the tradition!

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Proud of My Son!

Thursday, December 04, 2014

Look at my son, Chris, a few short years ago!

I remember this picture. My daughter-in-law took it as we waited with her when she was in the hospital (in labor) before giving birth to my grandson in 2006.

Here's another picture of the two of us, I'm sure it's some big holiday dinner I'm preparing, but not sure when.

Fast forward a few years, and here's son and I on another bench, after I had hit my goal weight. Chris had lost some weight but he weighs more here than he does today.

Chris has been up and down through the years, like many of us. He and I often commiserate about how much we love food, and how we would like to eat this or that. We are addicts. Chris has many of his Grandfather's (my Dad's) qualities. My Dad fought his weight his whole life. He was pretty heavy, although never as heavy as me, but after he retired from the railroad in 1984, he and my mom (who was only a few pounds overweight), changed their lifestyle. They quit smoking, which that led to a weight gain, so that was the next thing they worked on. They started eating better, and my Dad worked out on his bike, both stationary and taking long rides cross-country on his regular bike, his rowing machine. Mom walked every day, and rode the stationary bike too, along with a three-wheeled bike Dad bought for her since she had never learned to ride a regular bike when she was a kid. In fact the day she died of a heart attack, she had been on a bike ride around town. Several people told me later they had seen her that day. Sometimes I worry about my own genetics. Both my mom and my maternal grandmother died in their 60's of sudden heart events. My grandmother died of a stroke at 62, my mother had a sudden heart attack and died at 65. I will be 64 in January. Neither of them was ever very heavy, but they had both dieted down to a healthier weight just before they died. They both were also life-long smokers. I have never smoked. I guess you just flip the dice in genetics and hope for the best. On my Dad's side, everyone has lived into their 80's. I'm hoping I take after that side of the family.

As I started to talk about, (before I digressed) Chris is a lot like my Dad, who was highly self-disciplined. He dieted repeatedly throughout his life, getting skinny, then gaining weight again. He loved an occasional beer, but quit drinking entirely when he and Mom decided to "get healthy." Even after Mom's sudden passing devastated Dad, he stayed true to his lifestyle change and remained thin until his death from prostate cancer 20 years later. Chris is capable, I believe of maintaining his latest loss. He is still young, 28, and for some reason I think it's even harder to maintain a weight loss when you're younger. You don't have that fear of health problems like you do when you're older, that fear of dying a young death from obesity, like I had when I finally changed at almost 60. That is a motivator for me, although it's definitely not a "sure thing." I still have to work hard at staying in control, and remain very vigilant of every mouthful of food I take, as evidenced by my 32-pound regain in the last year. I am hopeful that I have some of my Dad's self-disciplined personality in me as well, as I managed to lose most of that 32 pounds (still working on the last couple of pounds--trying to get down to that elusive and happy weight of 150 lbs., right now).

Here is Chris in March, when he joined NutriSystem.

He stayed pretty true to eating the food NutriSystem provided for that first month. Since then, although he has still gotten their food most months, he eats it when he's on the road, but when he's home he eats what I fix. I try to keep it healthy, but sometimes it's not as good as it could be. I am usually capable of taking only a small portion of the food that's not particularly low-cal, but it's harder for Chris. He has a bigger appetite, and it takes more to fill him up. I do know that the muscles he has burn a lot more calories than the fat that mostly inhabits my bodily make-up. He is the strongest guy I know, much like his Dad. The time he spent working for a local moving company that specialized in piano-moving didn't hurt in building up his muscles, along with the weight set he utilizes regularly in his quest to lose weight. He also runs a lot. He says the running is the best exercise for helping him lose weight. His job is now very sedentary, as he sits on an engine for 12 hours at a time. When he was a conductor, at least he occasionally had to get outside and walk the length of the train. But now he is an engineer and they SIT. And SIT. And SIT. Kinda like my job used to be.

As you can tell from the pictures, Chris weighed less in March of this year than in the older pictures, but not as low as he is now. This picture below is from yesterday.

He is currently weighing in around 190 lbs. That stomach is GONE! This is smaller than he's been since middle school. He probably weighed 200 pounds when he was 12 years old. He bought a pair of size 34" waist Levis yesterday and they FIT! WOW! He had worn 40's for years, before moving down more recently to 38's and then 36's. I am so proud of my son, because I know how difficult changing your lifestyle can be. With his erratic schedule as a Railroad Engineer, he doesn't sleep or eat at regular times most days. So that makes it doubly difficult to maintain a healthy lifestyle. But he does it. When he gets to the other end of the road on his trips, he takes advantage of the weight room at the hotels where the Railroad puts them up. He takes his running shoes along and sometimes even manages to get out for a run. Now he has met a girl. I'm hoping this all works out for him and develops into something permanent, even though it's very early in their relationship. He dated a girl for three years when he was in high school and into college, and then she suddenly broke up with him. In the seven years since then, he never really healed from that broken heart, so I'm hoping Ashley can make him happy. If nothing else, having a girlfriend should help with his motivation to keep the weight off.

We currently are both participating in yet another Dietbet. Chris got into my last one with me, and we both won. The newest one is being run by Jan-Marie from here at Spark.
She lost around 100 lbs., and just got married last month. Her Dietbet began on Thanksgiving and runs through Christmas Eve. I knew I struggled last year during this time (it's basically when my weight gain started) and was hopeful this Dietbet would keep me motivated to at least NOT gain. So far it's working pretty well. I am planning a big family dinner with my brother and his family for this Sunday, and hopefully I can manage to get through it without too much over-eating. Everyone is contributing food, I am making NO dessert, so all who bring dessert will be taking it back home with them. That works best for me.

I am very proud of what Chris has been able to accomplish in getting his weight under control. Won't you join me in congratulating him?

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MEWHENRYSMAMA 12/4/2014 10:15PM

    Chris...CONGRATULATIONS...awesome accomplishment and change! You are a very handsome man and now you have a killer body, too! I hope your new relationship turns out to be a positive one that brings you happiness!
Best Wishes!
P.S. Your Mom is so proud of you!

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PRESBESS 12/4/2014 6:40PM

    Our kids really have our hearts. I feel your love and joy for your son. As far as joining you to congratulate him... absolutely I'll will!

Congratulation Chris! You've done a mighty fine job with your weight loss... keep up the good work! We at SP understand and are rooting you on... go Chris, go Chris, go Chris!
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LINDAK25 12/4/2014 3:41PM

    Oh, good for Chris and for you, too. It takes persistence to lose the weight and hard work to keep it off! Congratulations, Chris!

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LUCYCAN7 12/4/2014 1:54PM

  emoticon Chris he has my emoticon Pam emoticon also.
Pray he keeps up the good healthy eating,it will certainly do a number on hips,
knees and lower back.He looks emoticon Pam.I understand why you are
so very proud of him.As we all know it takes a lot of work and determination to
lose and keep it off.Also praying it WILL workout between him and Ashley! emoticon CHRIS!

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THETURTLEBEAR 12/4/2014 1:20PM

    You set the example - it's very powerful!

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KERRYG155 12/4/2014 12:59PM

    And so you should be as he should also be! You're both looking great.

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